Crooked Walls III

Chapter 3: The Tilted House

Orientation didn’t matter. That’s what she told herself. Whether the stairs were on the right or left, she still had to eat, sleep and work. Eva negotiated with herself until she landed on the only sensible answer: to live normally, ignorantly. Curtains were hung, the rug anchored the living room in a cozy rectangle, and her books, though still stacked …